The absurdly outrageous, sarcastically satiric, and
always entertaining New York Times bestselling author
Christopher Moore returns in finest madcap form with this
zany noir set on the mean streets of post-World War II
San Francisco, and featuring a diverse cast of
characters, including a hapless bartender; his Chinese
sidekick; a doll with sharp angles and dangerous curves;
a tight-lipped Air Force general; a wisecracking waif;
Petey, a black mamba; and many more.
San Francisco. Summer, 1947. A dame walks into a saloon .
. .
It’s not every afternoon that an enigmatic, comely blonde
named Stilton (like the cheese) walks into the scruffy
gin joint where Sammy "Two Toes" Tiffin tends bar. It’s
love at first sight, but before Sammy can make his move,
an Air Force general named Remy arrives with some urgent
business. ’Cause when you need something done, Sammy is
the guy to go to; he’s got the connections on the street.
Meanwhile, a suspicious flying object has been spotted up
the Pacific coast in Washington State near Mount Rainer,
followed by a mysterious plane crash in a distant patch
of desert in New Mexico that goes by the name Roswell.
But the real weirdness is happening on the streets of the
City by the Bay.
When one of Sammy’s schemes goes south and the Cheese
mysteriously vanishes, Sammy is forced to contend with
his own dark secrets—and more than a few strange goings
on—if he wants to find his girl.
Think Raymond Chandler meets Damon Runyon with more than
a dash of Bugs Bunny and the Looney Tunes All Stars. It’s
all very, very Noir. It’s all very, very Christopher
Moore.
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